#55 in Romance- 31/12/2017 According to Physics, a negatively charged particle and a positively charged particle attracts each other. But is it the same in the case of we human beings. Can two persons who are completely different from each other fall in love? Well we do, but in a different way. Do you want to know how does it happen? If yes, then click on the '+' button and add this story to your library. Virag and Anishka will take you on their journey of love. P.S The names are slightly altered. Virat is as Virag and Anushka is as Anishka. It's not a fanfiction. It's a Romance. I have modelled my characters on their basis?

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.

Gwen Carter, the top of the food chain. A billionaire who owns the world. No one knows, who she is or where she comes from. All they know is if you mess with her, you will go straight down to hell. Christopher Smith, comes from a family of billionaires. Does not believe in eternal love. Just knows there is one life and you should make the best of it. But remember one thing he always gets what he wants. He is stubborn. She is even more stubborn. He is playful and happy. She is cold and quiet. She is fire. He is ice. So when they collide, will there be sparks Or an explosion?

#EDITING# Previously known as- When the bad boy noticed me. Trap called chaos. Trap called emotions. Trap called life.

~. His soul was dark. She was the light. His talks were rude. She was sweet. His smiles were evil. Her smiles were angelic. He was careless. She was careful. He was the KING. She was an ANGEL. The first meeting was weird. He was blown off by her guts. How can an ordinary girl scold a MAFIA KING in front of this world? For him life and death really didn't matter but one day one life meant everything to him, not his but HERS. ~☆ "No no, please don't. I can't let you go", his voice cracked. She let out a silent sob. "I'm sorry, I have to go", she whispered back, his world and hopes collapsed when the wind took her away. Will she be gone forever? ☆~ IT'S A JOURNEY OF AN ORDINARY GIRL AND A MAFIA BOSS. A ROLLER COASTER RIDE. Stay tuned ♡♡

The way he calls my name ignites a millions of butterflies beneath my skin. This became my reason to escape the reality of this world and to live our own fairy tale..... But, there wasn't any fairy tale of mine to be lived as happily ever after. These were the only moments of this night that I want to capture with my eyes for me to relish it for the rest of my life. I was his and he was mine. Because the moment the sun rise I won't be lying next to him, I won't be the one to see his beautiful face for the remaining mornings of my life, I won't be the one giving him the morning kiss, I won't be the one to see his sleepy smile, I won't be the one cooking breakfast for him, I won't be the one he'll be waking up next to him for the rest of his life, I won't be the one sharing the best moments of his life, I won't be the reason behind his smile, I won't be the reason for the existence of his life and I won't be kinn who belongs to him because I won't be a part of his life. This is what how the things were meant to be. This is how I want things to be my way. This was the only night were the odds were in my favor and won't be same for the rest of my life. My little silly heart wasn't allowed to jump in between and raise it desires. This is how I want to be. This is what I am. A mess. A dramatical emotional mess. I am Kinnana Jeff, a well known face in almost every industry leading ahead the living legacy of EJ Enterprises. I had always been in love with Adrian Salazar but when the pillar of trust and love were broken, I wonder if this was the mess my fate destined it to be. It was difficult to understand who was responsible for my mess and now I was in search of my AID. Because happiness lies after the pain.

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Theora Botsaris and Nicholas Markopoulos. The marriage marks the union of two elite Greek American families. It meets all the necessary requirements according to tradition. Greek, check. Rich, check. Status check. Love? Eh not so much. So please come to see how two strangers forced together by their respective families deal with each other...

What happens when two are summoned together by a long remembered deal between two enemies to force their alliance in the industry business. Heartbroken, angry and confused Ivory says yes to the first thing she hears as she barges throgh the door. Perhaps she should have stopped and listened, but then again they had no choice. Married away to the handsome but cold Darius Quartz Ivory hopes for a somewhat happy life but finds herself in boredom and the same ritual she had been doing for the past 6 months, that's till her husband finally returns from his training. And soon after returns the one man she never hoped to see again. First come marriage but then comes love? I think not. Married at a young age of 20 they both are lost and unsure of what to expect. But only moments after their marriage Darius is summoned of to finish his work abroad for 6 months. When he returns things are no different. Neither talk and neither know how to accept their new relation. That is of course, till Ivory's ex comes back in.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

-UNEDITED- | IBRAHIM BOOK I | Iqraam Ibrahim; a billionaire who had it all. A loving family, money, fame, an empire and was living his dream as a CEO and Racer. He felt that he was 'Content.' And that 'Content' changed to something more when he met a certain niqabi. She became his Assistant and with a little (okay alot) of sparks and feelings, he fell in love. Except there was much more to the Niqabi then just her poise and posture or intelligence. And he would do anything to call her, his. New bonds, family reunion, shocking pasts and outrageous news- all in one. Welcome to the tale of two hearts, poles apart, The Billionaire and The Niqabi. © scopian_16 2015